"Part 3: My Words—"

As soon as the words fell, all the visions that had been triggered before disappeared, and then a black engraved time disk appeared behind Zang Wai.

At that time, the clock dial is like a real clock, and the time moves forward little by little.

As a ritual that puts aside the fat man's movements and no details, this is the first time that Zuo Dao has witnessed the complete process.

But then he couldn't help but start muttering two things in his heart.

"I think I had to close my eyes and ears just now, or I'd be worried about killing people."

Zuo Dao made a joke of himself, but honestly gathered the remaining little paper figures in the sea of souls next to the book of life and began to sit in a row, always waiting for the book of life to have a new pattern or changes, to prevent accidents, to prepare for operation, and to highlight that is called a cautious.

"But the beginning of this ceremony. It's very good, but the reason why Zang said it may have something to do with the composition of her ritual, and the phrase "I will no longer be silent" is a bit interesting."

He thought about it, looking at the solemn face with a "special effect" behind him, and almost blurted out a sentence: Nan Wu Great Compassion smokes and cries a great Bodhisattva.

Zang Qi seems to have fallen into a strange state, behind her solemn face seems to hide an indissoluble sadness, smudged on the face full of wild and classical beauty, if an old color critic comes to say that you can't be distracted, but unfortunately Zuo Dao is not.

At this point, she raised her right hand to the center of her eyebrows, then lifted it up slightly over the top of her head, and finally centered on the top, making a counterclockwise circle and adding a low opening.

"I saw—death and new life, prayer and despair, and here I saw the heart of the ritual here."

As the words fell, the hour wheel behind Zang's cry began to recede wildly, and the surrounding scene began to twist, distort, and distort again.

At the last moment, the scene of the place they were in shattered, and Shen Zhecheng's body dissipated on the ground.

This scene made Zuo Dao think of a word.

Say what you say.

It was also the first time that Zuo Dao learned to let the fat man gasp in his heart, even in the face of Bai Xiuyuan's unreasonable ritual, he had never had any psychological fluctuations.

"It's, it's wonderful.

"It has the flavor of provoking fate, and it has the characteristics of causal intervention."

Zuo Dao made an evaluation and praised it.

Maybe that's what he thinks. The way the mystery should be, no matter how powerful and ruined the rest is, it is just a 1+N effect for him, which is not enough to talk about the Tao, but it is the kind of Zang Cry that can be recognized in his heart.

The scene shattered, and everything fell into chaos, but in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a completely new place.

It seems to be an atrium, surrounded by thick blood vessels, and there is a huge heart in front of Zuo Dao and Zang's eyes.

The heart was beating, and every contraction would release colorful turbidity.

What they are most concerned about is.

The heart was covered with the faces of a tree, all of them were the faces of children, their eyes were closed and their mouths were shutting out, and in the middle of the heart, there was a face that was not unfamiliar.

- Shen Zhecheng.

His eyes were scarlet as he looked at the two uninvited thugs opposite, as if he was a little puzzled. How did the other party come about?

In this situation, there is naturally no need to talk too much.

Zuo Dao opened the cigarette case without thinking, took out one after another, and for a while, from the smoke cannon in the world to the chaotic smoke blade, he threw it all out without hesitation.

And Zang Cry was not idle, but she didn't use the technique anymore, but spoke softly, to her heart.

"I have seen the past, your failures, your deaths, your ends, and I am sealed here."

Suddenly, the pointer behind her recoiled frantically, and a few invisible cracks appeared on the time disk.

At the same time, Shen Zhecheng's face originally moved, and his heart was beating violently, and he suddenly got stuck, and seemed to have obtained unknown multiple failures-

I can only watch the left way

Through the magic cigarette given by Zang Cry, all of them hit the "heart" without falling, and in an instant, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and it seemed to have one or even two invisible bonuses, which can be called a knife crit.

After doing all this, Zuo Dao glanced at Zang Si and found that she had no next move, and she could only stop for the time being.

- No way, there are not many attack methods that Zuo Dao can use now, especially in this situation.

can only be handed over to Zang Cry to perform, and he is also full of anticipation, wanting to see how such an artistic ceremony will continue next.

"In the past of the present, all hidden will no longer be hidden, all tricks will be written in the present, all yin"

Speaking of which, the time plate behind Zang Cry suddenly appeared one after another big cracks.

She choked and vomited blood, and finally stopped continuing, and her words changed:

"Everything."

Zang said again with difficulty, but soon stopped again as a large crack appeared again in her back.

"Now here will be the end of the deception, the removal of disguise."

After speaking, a figure appeared on the pile of flesh of the huge heart that was originally broken into pieces of flesh, and behind him, there were phantoms of children one after another, with cracked faces and pale smirks.

This scene reminded Zuo Dao of a line: I can't hide the general, let's do the opposite-

Zang Zang, who was indescribably tired on his face, did not wait for the other party to make a move, and directly said the last paragraph:

"Part 2: Tragic Shadow Retrospection"

"You will go with me to the past."

Zang and Shen Zhecheng disappeared at the same time.

For a while, several question marks appeared in Zuo Dao's heart, and the little paper figures in the soul sea began to scratch their heads and look around.

But the next moment, they came out again.

Shen Zhecheng's eyes on the other side were no longer scarlet at this time, and he seemed to have regained his senses.

But there was an unparalleled exaggerated fear on his face.

He trembled and pointed at Zang, unable to say a word, as if he had experienced an extremely terrible thing in the blink of an eye-

Zang cried blood and tears, and looked at Shen Zhecheng with a mocking smile, as if to say that's it?

"It's over." She said.

Shen Zhecheng's body began to fly like ashes from the corner of his shoulder, and in less than three breaths, there was no trace.

This battle, which is not a battle, came to an understatement.

Immediately after the scene changed, Zuo Dao found that they had returned to Wanhe Shopping Mall, but not on any floor, as if they were. Air.

Feeling the feeling of his body hanging in the air, Zuo Dao looked down and saw the silver liquid floating in the air below, and the all-round observation provided by the little paper figure allowed him to simultaneously see that the original flesh and blood around him were turning to ashes.

In the end, they lost their support and fell downward, and at this moment Zang cries back to their original state, put away the ritual before the scene changed, glanced at Zuo Dao with a slightly suggestive eye, and a cigarette was lit with a breeze to support the two of them from turning into meat puree.

The silver liquid opened a hole at the right time for them to land.

Just when they met and staggered, Zang spoke-

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